Sometimes the palm trees don't help one feel better. The pool or the ocean or the sun or the warmth don't do a thing.
Bought this frame over the summer 2020. Built it up with Campagnolo drivetrain and brakes. Ritchey handlebars and stem. Fizik saddle and seat-post. Using an old pair of wheels for now. Mavic Open Pro rims. Campagnolo record hubs. 32 spokes front and back. They are old but still solid.
11.11.2020 : I see I posted this photo a few years ago. I will leave it. Human error. And here I’ve added some text/context. So it stays.
This small comfort, pleasure, the ocean caressing my feet, toes curled into the sand, about 18 months after my father passed. Mourning. Respect. It took a long time. I don’t know what getting back to ‘normal’ means anymore.
I was always tempted to join these people swimming in the pool late at night. A lot of my night shots were after 9pm. But I more often wanted to watch. Take photos. I saved my swims for early morning. Break of day stuff. 6:30am. An hour. Then sitting in the sun for a bit to dry off.
25.07.14. Changes. Time is different. Again. Dad is gone. Numb. Trying to ‘get it’. Sam is no longer with us. Bonjour tristesse. Good morning sadness.
23.06.18 Time can be a painful thing. More change. My uncle Herman is gone. This is hard. I miss him every day. We talked a lot. Went to Lenny’s for pizza. Lucky to see him often during the last 4 years of his life. We became close again.
06.01.19 Tante is gone now too. Ella was taken years ago by Alzheimer’s. Today her body was taken. I loved her. She was a second mother to me. Ella and Herman. I can’t believe it.
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